After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

Regarding Huo Xiuyuan's flattery, Murong Qiao couldn't feel the slightest desire to talk.

The two of them were hot and cold, and there were faint laughter coming from the surroundings, as if they were mocking Huo Xiuyuan.

"I don't know if I have the honor to be Miss Murong's teacher." Huo Xiuyuan still had an annoying smile on his face.

He even handed a bow and arrow to Murong Qiao, with a little urgency in his movements, as if eager to prove.

Murong Qiao wanted to refuse impatiently, when he saw a big, slender and extremely familiar hand stretched out in front of him, snatched the bow and arrow, and held it in his hand with a strong and unquestionable force.

"You—" Huo Xiuyuan was unhappy.

But when he saw the person who took the bow and arrow with his eyes, he became hoarse again.

Huo Yichen stood between him and Murong Qiao with a cold face, the corners of his lips curled up into a half-smile, the light in his eyes was as cold as ice, which made Huo Xiuyuan's heart tighten.

"You can be a teacher at any level now?" Huo Yichen looked at him.

There was obviously no sense of oppression, but Huo Xiuyuan broke out in a cold sweat when he met Huo Yichen's dark eyes.

Huo Xiuyuan put away his smile, his face turned cold. "What do you mean?"

"Say you're not worthy." Huo Yichen pointed out, "Don't understand?"

As soon as he came here, he saw Huo Xiuyuan approaching Murong Qiao, and the irritability in his heart because of Jiang Weiyang was even worse.

Huo Xiuyuan's face turned purple when Huo Yichen said it, and his disgust and dissatisfaction with him immediately burst out.

"Bibi?" He snorted and took another bow and arrow.

What qualifications does the bastard returning home have to say that he is unworthy?

Huo Yichen nodded and agreed to the match.

Huo Xiuyuan's request for the competition coincided with his intention to teach the opponent a lesson.

As soon as Murong Qiao came back to her senses, she saw that Huo Yichen agreed to the competition with Huo Xiuyuan. She subconsciously stretched out her hand, and Huo Yichen held her fingertips in his dry and warm palm and pinched it.

"Wait until my game is over." Huo Yichen said softly.

Murong Qiao nodded and glanced at Huo Xiuyuan who had already walked to the side, but he didn't seem to be worried about this match.

The two sons of the Huo family were going to compete, and the news quickly spread among the crowd.

Huo Yichen and Huo Xiuyuan each chose a place to stand still, and more and more people around them followed suit.

"I—" Huo Xiuyuan wanted to say let Huo Yichen go first.

Huo Yichen spoke a step faster, "You go first."

He was looking for a feel at the moment, trying to pull the bowstring, and the words he said couldn't be more casual, and the four characters of winning were revealed all over his body.

Seeing that Huo Yichen preempted his words, Huo Xiuyuan secretly glared at him and laughed angrily.

"Of course." Huo Xiuyuan scoffed.

It didn't matter to him first, he just took it as a blow to Huo Yichen.

Huo Xiuyuan's angry movements were a little hasty, the arrow hit the bowstring, and he shot it before everyone could see clearly.

The sound of hitting the target sounded.

"Eight rings." The referee counted.

It's not a bad grade, Huo Xiuyuan smiled, in fact, if he hadn't been impatient just now, the grade should be nine rings.

Then it was Huo Yichen's turn.

Under the gaze of everyone, he unhurriedly put the arrow on the bowstring, and the black and neat bow was slowly stretched to full length with the exertion of strength, like a full moon.

He had a standard posture, and the archery glove caught the bowstring and released it at the right moment.

call out--

Hit the bullseye perfectly.

"Ten rings."

Huo Xiuyuan's face darkened, and he subconsciously decided that Huo Yichen was lucky.

So he shot two arrows in succession this time.

"Nine rings, nine rings." Someone reported the results.

When Huo Xiuyuan heard this, his face was about to reveal a little complacency when he saw Huo Yichen also shoot two arrows.

"...Twice ten rings." The voice of the person who reported the results was full of surprise.

Many people around also looked at Huo Yichen, with admiration and curiosity hidden in their eyes, and there were low voices of discussion.

The young lady who was able to come to the banquet in the archery hall knew a little about archery even if she didn't know it, so she couldn't help being amazed when she saw Huo Yichen's achievements.

Jiang Weiyang, who heard about the competition, also happened to see Huo Yichen's two tenth ring results.

Her almost uncontrollable heart beat faster, seeing Huo Yichen's slender back in the field, and the way he shot arrows calmly and neatly made her face heat up.

"It's your turn." Huo Yichen reminded.

They set ten arrows in the competition, and finally decided the winner with the total number of rings, and now there are seven arrows left.

Huo Xiuyuan didn't look at him, and just said coldly, "You don't need to remind me."

The pressure on Huo Xiuyuan increased after three consecutive ten rings. He took a deep breath and told himself not to lose to Huo Yichen.

Two arrows shot out.

"Twice ten rings."

Perhaps it was the extraordinary performance brought about by the pressure that made Huo Xiuyuan hit the bull's-eye one after another.

But the pressure came one after another, and Huo Yichen also got ten rings twice.

"There are five times left, let's go together." Huo Yichen felt impatient.

He came to the banquet this time for Murong Qiao, not to waste time with Huo Xiuyuan.

He shook his gloved hand, and the bow and arrow were casually held by his side, as if casually talking about what to eat later.

Didn't pay attention to this game at all.

Huo Xiuyuan intuitively felt this from Huo Yichen.

"Okay, we'll decide the outcome in one round." Huo Xiuyuan agreed without hesitation.

The pace of the game suddenly accelerated.

Inspired by the pressure, Huo Xiuyuan scored three tenth rings and two ninth rings, which is considered outstanding.

"I feel that the strength is so strong, who do you think can win?"

"Maybe it's Huo Yichen? He was ten rings every time before."

"But can he make no mistakes in the next five times?"

Listening to the whispered discussions around, Murong Qiao's eyes fell on Huo Yichen in front of him.

Under her gaze, Huo Yichen took down the arrow. Due to the short distance, Murong Qiao could even see the bulging muscles on his forearm outlined by the close-fitting shirt when his arm was exerting force.

Not too exaggerated, coupled with his posture of standing sideways ready to shoot arrows and his thin waist.

It was so beautiful that she even felt her nasal cavity heat up.

Murong Qiao just wanted to stagger his eyes to suppress the sudden extra charming thoughts in his mind, but his eyes caught Huo Yichen's lips slightly parted one step faster.

[I will win. 】

She leaned on her lips and read what he said.

Then there was a sharp sound of piercing through the air, and there was no doubt that the arrow hit the center of the target.

Huo Yichen's movements did not stop, and the next few arrows were smooth and smooth.

"...All ten rings." The voice of the person reporting the results trembled.

The audience fell silent the moment the results were announced.

Huo Xiuyuan opened his eyes wide, looking at Huo Yichen's results in disbelief. He gripped the bow and arrow tightly, and his strong fingertips completely lost their color.

In fact, from the very beginning, his first round of eight rings, he was already doomed.

Huo Yichen calmly put down his bow and arrow, took off his gloves and put them aside, turned around to look for Murong Qiao.

But a troublesome figure appeared in front of him again, blocking Huo Yichen's way.

"You are stronger than I expected." Jiang Weiyang said. "Let's compete."

The emotion in her eyes could be called frenzy, she looked straight at Huo Yichen, and the enthusiasm in her tone doubled compared to just now.

Murong Qiao, who planned to wait for Huo Yichen to come to find him, also saw the girl named Jiang Weiyang.

She subconsciously felt displeased with the light of interest in Jiang Weiyang's eyes, especially when Jiang Weiyang was interested in Huo Yichen.

Murong Qiao felt a little apprehensive, and just as she was about to move her foot over, she heard Huo Yichen's voice.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry to find my girlfriend."